Yo! Not sure if you're still taking director sanvers prompts, but I was wondering if you could do one about Alex being hit on and being totally oblivious about it. Maggie and Lucy are not happy about it where it goes is up to you :)
Sorry for the delay :)
Between a detective, the right hand of a black ops agency, and the co-director of that same agency, it was hard to schedule a date night. They were lucky to be able to schedule time at the same gun range to be honest, and that was far more entertaining for Alex and Maggie than for Lucy. Sure there was late night take out at Alex’s, one on one meet ups for drinks, that once a month game night that Lucy still couldn’t be on time to, but being able to all get out together was rare.
Tonight was supposed to be about getting out and having fun, dancing and drinks, unwinding together after weeks of hard cases and disasters, just three women having a great time, coming home a little tipsy before worshiping each other into the wee hours of their day off.
That was the plan, anyway.
“Ten bucks says she hasn’t even realized this is a gay bar.”
Lucy snorted. “I’m not taking that bet, three women have bought her drinks in the last ten minutes and she hasn’t realized they’re hitting on her.”
“It was a lot cuter when we were the ones she was oblivious to.”
“Maggie, you made three sex jokes of increasing obviousness on the ride here, and she still thought you were talking about an arts and crafts project.”
Maggie laughed. And really, Lucy couldn’t hold a straight face for long after saying that either. God help her, Alex was a certified genius, but she was about as observant as a brick wall sometimes. It was cute, right up until other women got handsy.
Which was about to happen, because Alex was doing the thing she does where she ducks her head down and looks up at people while her cheeks blush all prettily and Lucy was not okay with sharing that look with anyone but Maggie. Lucy was done watching other people make her favorite agent blush. “Watch my purse, Mags.”
“Need me to hold your flower too, baby?”
Lucy paused and shot an incredulous look over her shoulder. “I need you to stop hanging out with Winn and Kara on the internet, apparently.”
Maggie’s grin was deeply dimpled, and equally unrepentant. “Go get our girl, Major.”
Lucy approached the bar with a straight spine and a smile that could make a grown man cry. She shoved her way past the women casually hanging around her girlfriend and paid absolutely zero attention to their indignation, wrapping her arms around an unnaturally stiff Alex. Hm. Maybe she was finally catching on. Despite being the taller of the two, Alex practically melted into Lucy. She, of course, basked in the glares and irritated looks she was receiving from Alex’s fan club. Couldn’t blame them, really, she had done the same to Maggie, once upon a time. But, while Alex’s bed was massive, the lanky agent was a starfish at night and Maggie stole the covers, so sorry ladies, no room for tagalongs.
Lucy leaned up a bit to rest her chin on Alex’s shoulder and brush her lips against the agent’s ear. “I know you’re having fun making new friends, babe, but Maggie and I want some time with you.”
Alex’s smile becomes blinding when she glances over at Maggie, who holds her drink up in salute. Alex grabs one of the hands wrapped around her and uses it to spin Lucy to her front. “Well. Can’t keep you two waiting or you’ll keep me waiting later.”
A casual “Nice meeting you ladies,” is tossed over her shoulder as Alex allows Lucy to drag her back to the table. Because Lucy is Lucy, she pulls Alex into a sweltering kiss as soon as they stop next to Maggie. Which, of course, meant that Maggie pulled each of them down to her in turn. God Lucy loved the taste of jealousy in the air, and it was billowing over from the bar. Oops.
Hey if the women of National City weren’t smart enough to snatch this one up before, that’s their problem. You snooze you lose.
Also? Sometimes Lucy was really glad Alex was oblivious to the attention she drew. If she knew, she’d be a hell of a lot smoother, and then Lucy would miss out on seeing Agent Badass blush the color of her sister’s cape.
Tonight was about them, after all. Just them, a couple of drinks, a couple of dances, and hopefully, not too much later, much less clothing.
Provided the world didn’t try to end in the middle of getting her girlfriends naked. Again.